Wait, I wanna hear the Kirsten Dunst boob story! When was this? Why? How?

Well, pull up a chair and get a pen...

I don’t think the concern is whether “she’ll be fine,” it’s more like, is she mature and stable enough to where she won’t screw up a kid.

That was incredibly well put.

I thought it was kind of a sweet movie. Bob is supposed to be like a dog himself. What he lacks in intelligence he makes up for in loyalty (constantly bailing Marv out of his bs, ok with working at the bar vs. running it, never misses mass, etc.) But even the most well-behaved dog can be violent when cornered or when…

Great, now my eyes have chlamydia.

Stepford Pundits

You’re thinking coriander, not oregano.

University of West Los Angeles School of Law?! Lols!

Is it though?

Wait, what’s pedophile glasses???

Someone say ‘curtains’?

Dude was so hungry he could chew the crotch off a rag doll.

The part where Seymour & Enid go to a bar to listen to a classic blues musician only to find out that he’s relegated to opening for the douche bro, all-white 20-something band ‘Blues Hammer’ who proceed to sing a song about “pickin cotton all day long” really resonated with me.

This Is Spinal Tap has been off Netflix for a while already.

“Twin!? Oh...Twin!?”